9 Aug 2011

Kind over Matter

It appears I now live in a world where riots are acceptable. Where people consumed with anger and violence hijack peaceful protests simply to cause mayhem.

So it made me smile all the more to discover Kind Over Matter today.

http://www.kindovermatter.com/

A website dedicated to kindness and inspirational acts. Hurrah!

What this world needs is a new kind of army - the army of the kind.
Cleveland Amory

5 Aug 2011

Practice Compassion, Goodwill, Love and Kindness



com•pas•sion [kuh m-pash-uh ]

noun a feeling of deep sympathy and sorrow for another who is stricken by misfortune, accompanied by a strong desire to alleviate the suffering.




My lesson for today is compassion.

Buddhism is all about it and truth be told, I am easily moved by the plight of others. By others, I mean those I’m not related to. My compassion lesson is for my family. Somewhere along the way, I started suffering compassion fatigue for my relatives. Who was the first to wake up to the fact that sometimes we treat strangers better than we treat our family?

I’m not sure when or why it happened and I’m not even sure how to live with compassion when suffering can’t be alleviated without destroying yourself with grief. Whatever happens, I will open myself fully to my family and walk with them through any trial or tribulation.

One more Sleep until all things Royal



This time tomorrow I will be en route to Buckingham Palace to gawp at the Royal Wedding Dress and no doubt squeal in delight.

If that wasn't enough, there will be a side visit to the Tower of London (one of my favourite places) to show Mum the Crown Jewels.

A totally fantastic day and I cannot wait!

4 Aug 2011

Face the Fear....



Today I had the sobering realisation that somewhere along the way, I had become a scaredy cat. I had gone from being fearless (and if I am being honest, borderline reckless) to being cautious. CAUTIOUS! *shakes head* When did I start to let fear run the show?

Joie de vivre is impossible when consumed by fear. So today I did the scariest thing by declaring I won’t let fear rule my life anymore.

I then proceeded to do something that scared me (albeit small in the grand scheme of things) and was rewarded with applause. There may be an award ceremony going on in the room next door but I’d like to think it was the universe saying You Go Girl!

3 Aug 2011

One plus One...



When I started Weight Watchers, I never had an end weight in mind. A particular number to aim towards. To be honest, this was partly due to an unshakeable belief that losing weight was going to be impossible. The smaller and less substantial reason was I truly didn't know what I wanted to weigh. All I knew was if it was possible, I wanted to be smaller.

Five months later, I'm over two stone lighter. 2.07 if we're being technical (that's 13.2kg in new money), three dress sizes smaller and a whole lot happier.

I still don't have a specific weight in mind but I know I would like to be at least one more dress size smaller and I have faith that I will just know when I am at a weight where I feel confident, comfortable and healthy.

Two things I know to be true:

1. A year from now you may wish you had started today.
2. Nothing tastes as good as thin feels.

Easily the best thing I have ever done and the biggest gift I've ever given myself.

Keep Karma and Carry Om



Week One of Meditating.

In short, j'adore.

2011 started out innocuous. Truth be told, I felt slightly short-changed throughout January. After all it was the Year of the Rabbit; my year. Magic was promised and I was impatiently waiting.

Somewhere in the midst of that grey, painful winter season, everything changed. A shift in my thinking from acceptance to challenge. Is this the life I wanted to live? Exactly when had I fallen into the trap of believing dreams could be contained if not squashed by the recession? No more.




It was as though I took the first exit from the path I was on and immediately felt better. Breathed easier. It would be easy to mourn how long it took me to wake up to mindlessly traversing the wrong road but mourning belongs to that old life and I believe everything comes to us in the perfect timing.

Meditation has been a long-running but ignored theme in my life. Friends and family members have encouraged me to try it, especially during those career-driven periods of madness where 60 hour weeks were the norm. But I didn’t have the time or inclination to meditate. I was fuelled by adrenalin.

The winding path of my life is taking me closer to Buddhism and before I knew it, I arrived at meditation but this time with an eagerness to try it. That being said, I still assumed it would be difficult. That there would be navel-gazing and robes. In short, I assumed it would be 10 minutes of my life I’d never get back.

I may be slowing down to smell the roses but frankly I don’t have all day so I decided to start with the Headspace app – Take 10. 10 minutes of meditation a day. Even I could spare 10 minutes.

I wasn’t prepared for the effortlessness of meditation nor the seismic shift from off-balanced to feeling centred straight away. It’s intricately complex and simple at the same time. It is awareness and contentment and joy and peace. It is part of my path now and I can’t wait to see where I go next.

Namaste.



http://www.getsomeheadspace.com/

6 Jul 2011

Whatever you think of yourself… you are bigger than that!


Have you ever met someone that makes you feel bigger than yourself? It’s an incredible gift to give hope or the belief you can be more.

Today I met New Zealand Paralympian, Tim Prendergast, an incredible individual. I applaud all high achievers for their dedication, determination and perseverance – absolutely noteworthy and due respect – but seldom do you meet someone who surpasses ordinary parameters and is just an outstanding, inspiring and incredible individual. That was my experience with Tim.

Tim came to speak at our Staff Development Day and truly, I wish everyone could have heard his story. Inspirational, affirming and incredibly moving. It profoundly touched me.

Through video Tim took us to the Beijing Olympics where he struggled to finish the 5,000m. It was heartbreaking to watch. Having pushed his body harder than he ever done before, we saw it start to break down. First the shakes. Then wobbly legs. And finally collapsing at the finish line.

He found himself in the changing room of the Bird’s Nest Stadium focussing on failure. Berating himself and mentally stripping himself of titles such as New Zealand Team Captain and Paralympian.

A thought formed in the despair. It spoke of the journey to Beijing.

As a child in New Zealand, Tim dreamt of being a 'black cap' (playing for the NZ Cricket Team) with a healthy boyish love for all things cars and mechanical. When he was 9, he looked out the living room window and saw a black fuzzy spot on the horizon. Despite blinking, it didn't go away. He kept quiet. Several weeks later, several spots appeared and his teacher started noticing how he squinted at the blackboard. He was then diagnosed with an extremely rare eye condition that meant he would be 90-95% blind.

His dreams were dashed. No playing cricket. No driving cars. No eye-contact. He thought he would spend his life on disability doing a mediocre job that 'blind people can do'. As he entered his teenage years, he walked oozing despair and difference.

Year 9 (aged 14), he started a new state school where sport was compulsory for Years 9 and 10. Being the ‘token blind kid’, he couldn't do the sports he used to do and loved (cricket, football) but he chose the one sport that he thought he could possibly do - running. His coach told him that if he wanted to take part, he would have to work as hard as everyone else. Looking back he can now see the concessions he made (no more running through forests etc), but that one moment made a lasting impact on his life. He became the same as his classmates. He ran his first race in Year 11 and came third and got Bronze Medal. In that moment, he found self esteem, confidence and hope. He also found a new identity: a runner.

He took us through the Sydney Olympics (Silver Medals) and Athens (Gold Medal), the heartbreak in Beijing then back in the changing room there. What a journey it had been. One that showed him what failure was. Failure was not trying – in the 5,000m he had been victorious as he had tried his best and 'emptied the well' so to speak.

Of the many things his coach said to him, the phrase that resonated with me was ‘Whatever you think of yourself, remember you are bigger than that’.

In short, Tim is one of the most inspirational people I have ever come into contact. I felt buoyed and incredibly moved at the same time.

There are 420 days until London 2012 Paralympics where Tim will be representing New Zealand in athletics. At the end of every day, he reflects if he has been the best he can be. And now, I will do the same.

Namaste.